1To thee, being sunk in eld, I have decreed my rights.
2When will they, in their unlovely eld, ever find such a friend again?
3Fairies, but fairies of eld, of giant race, have surely been making merry here!
4Like the astrologers of eld, In that bright vision I beheld Greater and deeper mysteries.
5To-day, in my eld, it amuses me still that for long I never kissed her.
6Stare away at this pageant of eld-evernew 'tis,-
7Farewell then, clime of "fame and eld," since it must be!
8The destroyer 'eld 'er fire and come hup close, sir, to 'ave fun teasing us.
9And this Lamech was all blind for eld.
10A spirit of immemorial eld pervades this tavern.
11Each a great, ghastly giant, eld and gray
12Thereto Giuki answered glad-hearted, "Hail, Sigurd, son of mine eld!"
13They moved; they began to chatter and to mumble, in childish fashion, the inarticulate yearnings of eld.
14For wherever else on the galleon his eyes rested they found only whiteness-thewhiteness of extreme eld.
15Crowds surround you at every place, and from child to withered eld it is an incessant chorus.
16When we saw the fragment it looked mostly like tinder, or touchwood, 'eld-gamall,' stone-old, as the Icelanders say.